{The Wattys Awards Shortlist} The Saint's Brotherhood motorcycle club was known all over town, they were ruthless. They were feared, they got their reputation from one member in particular, one member that was so unbelievably intriguing and mysterious, people made legends and stories about him. They didn't know his name, didn't know who he was, where he came from, and they didn't know what he looked like for he wore a mask. The man himself struck fear into everyone he meant, he was the club's personal Devil. But she was okay with him.

NEW VERSION IS PUBLISHED "He squints his eyes at me with an intense glare that makes me squirm. I don't know if it's the intense pain in my shoulder or his stare, but something sends a shiver down my spine. I have now extended to my full height and look up to realize this guy is towering over me, not looking too happy. I become aware of our close proximity and take a step back, averting my eyes from his intense gaze. I clear my throat and fumble with the edge of my apron, looking down as I say, 'Sorry 'bout that.' I hear no response. I wait a moment, then I look up and he's gone." Spencer Hastings knows one thing for sure: he hates Jack Summers. Everything about him. He hates his rude manners, his intense stare, his restless movements. But he just can't lay a finger on why Jack Summers unnerves him so much. Until now. WILL CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT Updated (bi)weekly on Friday (sometimes updated 1-2 times/week on Wednesdays) BUT CURRENTLY UNDERGOING REWRITE PLEASE LOOK AT LAST CHAPTER FOR EXPLANATION, NEW VERSION IS PUBLISHED Highest Rankings: #16 (out of 1.1 million) romance #7 gay #3 gayboys gayships #2 gaylove bxblove gayfanfic gayness #1 wattpride gaycharacter lgbtfiction guyxguy happyending gaypride gaylovestory gayfiction gayaf lgbt Please don't judge too harshly, this is a rough first draft, but I work very hard on it so please still read:-) Comment any suggestions you have or if you'd like to help support each other's stories!

Broken, bruised and scarred, Bailey Willow trusts no one but herself. Living in a house she doesn't like with her abusive and drunk dad, she waits for the day when she can leave. Dangerous, merciless and cold, Adrian Black is the type of person you'd fear to look at. Their paths cross when Bailey witnesses a murder she shouldn't have seen, which lands her in Adrian's house. But can he kill a girl who's been through far worse than death? WARNING: I wrote this book when I was 14. This is in no ways reflective of my current writing abilities. #3 in tattoos | 4.3K stories | Oct 4, 2020 #15 in sadstory | 19.3K stories | Oct 16, 2020 #1 in scars | 1.8K stories | Oct 18, 2020 #1 in pretty | 9.2K stories | Oct 24, 2020 #1 in broken | 56.4K stories | Nov 7, 2020 #8 in romance | 1.2M stories | Nov 6, 2020 #7 in story | 176K stories | Nov 10, 2020 #1 in teenfiction | 198K stories | Nov 10, 2020 #8 in badboy | 98.3K stories | Nov 18, 2020 #3 in love | 1.6M stories | Nov 13, 2020 #1 in hot | 43.4K stories | Nov 12, 2020 #1 in handsome | 5.7K stories | Nov 12, 2020 #1 in humor | 163K stories | Nov 16, 2020 #1 in scars | 6.1K stories | Dec 1, 2020 #1 in sad | 261K stories | Jan 12, 2021 #4 in abusive | 8.39K stories | Feb 8, 2026 ➽───────────────❥ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ. ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛs ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴅᴇᴘɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪsᴋ!

* 'I-I am sorry your highness I touched ...!' She was trying to apologize, but she fell silent as she could not utter with her mouth that she accidentally touched his lips. 'But I am not sorry!' He said calmly looking straight at her. What was she supposed to say after hearing his words? 'I did not mean to touch your highness's ...' she said with great difficulty. 'That was not a touch.' He said not permitting her to brush it off as an accident, even though it clearly was. 'It was a kiss.' He said with a hoarse determined voice. She widened her eyes, as her face flushed even more than it did when she realized what she had done. He dared to say the word she avoided. 'That was not! I...' she tried to refute. 'What is a kiss Celia?' She could not answer. How could she say the definition of a kiss with her own mouth, it would only confirm his words. * 'It was an accident. I am truly sorry, I did not mean any discourtesy towards your highness. If I can make up for my error somehow?' She quickly said. She did not know of his personal life, as he had a tight security around him and nobody knew much of the king outside official visits and business. He must have felt insulted. 'Please don't call it an accident. For a first kiss of a person to be called an accident ...' He said again with a dejected tone, but did not continue. It was like he had already gotten his point across. 'Ahhh. I am so sorry! It really was an ...' She wanted to say accident but, because of his pleading she could not actually say it. To have committed the blame of taking the king's first kiss and then not acknowledging it, how would he think of her? At this point she did not even realize that their roles had reversed, or that it was her first kiss also. PS: If you like loyal mates... then please proceed further :D

❝He minded his own business until she bruised his ego.❞ _____________________ "He's hot," she pointed out, and I rolled my eyes at her antics. Well, he was hot. Not going to deny that. He seemed to have heard her, but he payed no heed. He just showed a small smirk and went back to sipping his coffee like nothing had ever happened at all. He began talking to his friends, and I found myself rolling my eyes and I almost face palmed, but then an idea struck into my head. Men love their egos, right? Well, they call me troublemaker for a reason. "He's cute, Darcy. What are you talking about?" A rumble of laughter erupted from their table, and Darcy looked at me, biting her lips to suppress her laughter, understanding what I was trying to do. She shook her head out of amusement and we continued eating our fries, oblivious to our surroundings, until I felt a tattooed hand steal one of my fries. "You'll regret that Platinum." he says, and I narrow my eyes at him, noticing that he was already sitting on the chair, his legs stretched to my table, and he continued eating my food. It was my food. He messed with my food. Who does that? "It's Silver. Game on, boy." ------------ Silver Blackwood is the troublemaker of the entire school. She knows things in and out, and despite her grades, she's incredibly smart, and has her own ways of facing problems. She's loves annoying people, is straightforward and blunt, but has a big heart. Beck Thorn is the reserved, quiet guy who doesn't warm up quickly. He doesn't talk much, can come off as rude but keeps to himself unless he wants to do something, and loves tattoos. He has trust issues and he's up for any challenge, and thinks of himself as a man. That is until his ego is bruised. The Chipper Troublemaker and the Reserved Tattooed guy. How fun. ||COVER BY @Ms_Book_Worm||

#1 in Jealousy "I don't get it!" I yell while hurrying to catch up with him. "You don't need to get it!" he hisses out, not sounding tired after jogging for 20 minutes straight. While I on the other hand am heaving for my breath. "Why are you so hell bent on finding out who kissed you at Trevor's stupid party?!" No response. "It was just a kiss!" I try again. He stops up abruptly, turning around in a swift motion glowering down at me. I gulp. "Just a kiss?!" he whispers, I nod my head hesitantly. "JUST A KISS?!" I shrink back. He inches closer, his heavenly built towering over me. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose...disappointingly not mouth to mouth... I lick my lips slowly. He looks down, gulping before slightly moving away. "Just a kiss." I confirm. His blazing eyes find mine again. "No, it was not just a kiss! Maybe for her, but not for me!" "Why not?!" I press on. "BECAUSE SHE STOLE MY FIRST KISS!!" I gasp loudly, staggering back. His fingers graze his lips slowly before he snaps out of it, turns around and storms away. This time I don't bother following him, I am in shock. I Accidentally Stole The Bad Boy's First Kiss... ••• Completed | ✓ Unedited (Read at your own risk)

❝it's 3am, what do you want?❞ ❝there's a roach in my room, kill it for me?❞ 〤 Alvin, despite being 24 years of age, is terrified of bugs. Which is why he resorts to forcing the alluringly mysterious boy next door into killing them for him when roaches start showing up in his apartment. 〤 COVER BY: @lucidmelancholy started; 7/22/2020

This story has plot holes and grammar mistakes, I get it. This book isn't edited at all and I plan to once the series is finished. If you don't want to read it than don't read it but don't comment and bash me for mistakes when I have warned readers many times that I don't edit. Thank you. ____ I shivered as I pulled my coat tighter around me. I had been walking for days, and sadly it was mid winter. The chill felt like it would never go away, and no matter how many shops I went into to warm up, I always had to trudge through the snow once more. I had no clue as to where I was going, but I was praying that I would find someone safe and warm before I was either found by the one person I was trying to escape, or before I froze to death on the side of the street. ~ Lilith, or Lilly, is running from her mother after she tried selling Lilly's body to some men. Her mother had been abusing her for years and once the night had fallen after being beaten severely, Lilith took action. She grabbed all of her money and headed East from Colorado in hopes of living a better life ~ Disclaimer: There will be swearing, violence, and more so if that is something you are uncomfortable with then I suggest you do not read this story. NOT A FUCKING AGEGAP STORY. IF YOU READ PAST THE FIRST CHAPTER YOU WILL FIND THAT OUT. THANK YOU. * I am horrible at descriptions so please do not judge the book based off of my descriptions. *

PLEASE NOTE- I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS YOUNG AS HELL PLZ DISCARD AND LETS MOVE ON 🫠 I'm learning from my mistakes lmfao